Hi, I'm KipsieI like music.I like writing.I like my boy.I like to write about my boy.I like talking to people.I like talking to people about music.I like talking to people about writing.

But mostly I like music.

Ok, now that I'm done being very weird, I'll let you read. =)

Note: All my songs (and if its listed as poetry, its really just a song) belong to me and though they are not good, I will some day hopefully rely on them to make money, so I would appreciate it if the stealing wouldn't occur

Story notes:

You are not allowed to leave this page without reading This is How You Are or Our Days. They're the ones I'm proud of.

I did this for a laugh, and belive me, everything in this is true, except that my cat currently is not killing rodents because they are all hibernating, which really fustrates her :) R and R, it'll make you laugh! ( I hope)

The car came to life complacently, not with any dramatic show of spirit or sound, but not unwillingly. She liked to imagine that her car waited patiently for adventure, balancing out her wild craving for it.